I sat down at the laptop with a thoughtful look on my face (well, what I use as a thoughtful look; feedback from friends, families and frankly very rude passers by would seem to indicate that this expression actually resembles the inner struggles of a man with the most chronic case of constipation ever documented. I find it disturbing that so many people agree on this point, but I feel obliged to concede that they may have a point. So; there I was, apparently trying to do the first poo in weeks (at least as far the outside world is concerned*), wondering what to put in the list. Imagine my surprise, therefore, when only a few minutes later, I looked down at a several-pages-long 'Word' document filled with items which drive me into uncontrollable fits of rage. That may be overstating the level of annoyance a bit, but bear with me; I'm trying to hold your interest.
The result of this...um....result...*embarrassed cough*....was a rapid editing exercise, and an executive decision. The executive decision part wasn't easy; I argued very persuasively with myself for some minutes, but in the end I convinced myself that this was the correct route to take. Taking into account my opinion and perspective that the whole thing was a waste of time, I rallied, and after a brief arm wrestle (my right arm always wins) threw myself into the corner and kicked myself in the ribs to teach myself a lesson I certainly won't forgett in a hurry. I showed mys
* For the record, I enjoy regular and fulfilling bowel movements.